T. L. Swan

A memorable night of passion refuses to stay just a memory in this sizzling and scandalous romance from bestselling author T L Swan. I was upgraded to first class on a flight from London to New York. The food, champagne, and service were impeccable--the blue-eyed man sitting next to me, even better. He was smart, suave, and sexy. We talked and flirted--and though the plane was unexpectedly grounded, we still felt sky high in each other's company. We danced and laughed our way around Boston...and had a night of crazy passion that no woman could forget. That was twelve months ago, and I haven't heard from him--until today. I started a new job and met the CEO. Imagine my surprise when I saw those naughty blue eyes gazing at me from behind his mahogany desk. But I'm not that carefree girl anymore. I have a boyfriend now, and responsibilities. Now he wants to see me in his office for a private meeting. How can I resist?

MILES HIGH CLUB #1

The Stopover

In bestselling author T L Swan's second hot installment to the Miles High Club series, he's sexy, rich, and her mortal enemy. Hate never felt so good. I first met Tristan Miles at a meeting where he was trying to take over my late husband's company. He was powerful, arrogant, and infuriatingly gorgeous, and I hated him with every cell in my body. In the shock of the century, he called me three days later and asked me on a date. I would rather die than date a man like him--though I do have to admit it was good for the ego. Turning him down was the highlight of my year. Six months later, he was the guest speaker at a conference I attended in France. Still arrogant and infuriating--but this time, surprisingly charming and witty. When he looked at me, I got butterflies. But I can't go there. He's just a player in a hot suit, and I'm just a widow with three unruly sons. I just need this conference to be over. Because everybody knows that Tristan Miles always gets what he wants...and what he wants is me.

MILES HIGH CLUB #2

The Takeover

BenWe met five years ago when I was her family's bodyguard.Our time together was a secret.Her touch was different.... addictive.I fell hard and fast and then I left.I've thought about her every day since.As I sit here at a wedding watching her with her new boyfriend......I have regrets.Regrets for the past things I've done.But I won't regret what I'm about to do.She's telling me no but her body's telling me yes.I need her beneath me.I'm having her tonight.Bridget.It's the little things I remember about Ben.His smile and the icing sugar he had on his pancakes.What started out as private jokes between us soon turned into private visits.The quiet man at the back of the crowd.His dry wit made me laugh.His dominant body ruined me forever.He never told me he loved me, until he was leaving.That was five years ago.Things are looking up for me.I met someone, someone special.But Ben is back.I find myself thinking about him ......more than I should.No matter how hard my heart is freefalling from my chest.I will never go back there.You only get to break my heart once. This is a stand alone, Contemporary romance.

Marx Girl

I wish he was just a Gym Junkie.Because then I could forget him and the way that he made me feel.I've fantasized what it would be like to be with a man like Brock Marx, more than I care to admit.Lately my gym visits have taken on a whole new meaning.I'm not the kind of girl who does this sort of thing and he's the kind of man that does.He's sexy, dominant and built like a machine.But worse than that, he's witty and intelligent.He makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.Everything I thought I ever wanted doesn't makes sense anymore.I wanted him to be another dumb Gym Junkie, the look but don't touch kind.But he's not...and I did.What now?

Gym Junkie

He is powerful, older and my boss, a lethal combination. Job satisfaction has taken on a whole new meaning. When I lied on my resume, I didn't expect it to matter. I mean any child would love me; I was born to be a nanny. I applied for a position working for a woman, or so I thought. But Julian Masters is definitely all man...the kind you dream of licking chocolate from. The first day was bad. The kids were the spawn of the devil and I spied through a window and caught him doing something obscene.... and equally fascinating. The second day was worse, he caught me snooping in his bathroom cabinet in my skimpy pyjamas and all hell broke loose. On the third day, I ran over him in a golf cart. And by day four I had decided that I wanted that chocolate...all of it. Melted....on me. But intelligent, widowed Judges don't fall for ditzy nannies. Or do they?

Mr Masters

We've changed. Darker, damaged and unable to conform. My husband Joshua is dealing with the past the best that he can.....as am I. Nobody else can understand the language we speak. The trauma we have been through. But with the pain comes pleasure and happiness is our gift. #returntopoundtown

STANTON BLISS

The third and final piece in the Stanton puzzle Joshua and Natasha are finally as one, so in love like never before. But how dark are the secrets and how deep are the lies? And when is all said and done, are their lives and love Completely safe?

Stanton Completely

Enter a world of luxury, lust and love with this scorching first title in T L Swan's provocative and witty Kingston Lane series. The first time I laid eyes on Henley James, I was mesmerized. The chemistry between us was like nothing I'd ever felt. Impeccable suit, dimpled smile. He was charming and gorgeous, sophisticated and suave. He gave me his business card and asked me to call. His dating game was strong; I was gone from his first smile. I'd love to tell you our date was a raging success, but it wasn't. Far from it. I decided right there on that day that Henley James and I would forever be mortal enemies; I would never think of him again. Three years later, I bought my dream home. I'm so excited to meet my neighbors--that is, until I do. Oh no! What are the chances? It's him. Still single, still the hottest man alive, and still obnoxiously sarcastic. He saunters around wearing next to nothing and refuses to close the blinds at night. I will not let myself think of him at all costs. It could be my sanity. My temptation is a nightmare.

My Temptation

Holiday romances are supposed to be fun.....and quick.......not burned into your damn brain. My skin is branded with her name, my heart is branded with her betrayal and now seven years later I have been forced to return to find that she is just as perfect as ever, the ultimate temptation. I don't want her and I definitely can't have her. I just need to get my libido to keep up with my brain.

Stanton Adore

They say there are three things you should do at least once in your life:Dance like nobody’s watching.Travel the world.And fall hopelessly in love.I aimed to do all three.I went to Italy to find myself.But he found me.It was like a story book, our eyes met across a crowded room.He asked me if I needed help reading the menu.We ate, we laughed, we danced, and I fell.Unfortunately, things didn’t go to plan, and we parted ways.Two years later, our eyes meet across a room again.Only this time I was on a date with another man.He went crazy in a jealous fit.But the man I met then is different now.He’s colder, harder, and officially one of the most powerful men in Italy.Dare I say it, even more enticing.ut if you dance with the devil, you get burnt.And the fires in Italy are scalding hot.

The Italian

He was gorgeous, older, and had the worst reputation in all of England.The way he looked at me sent shivers down my spine.Our first meeting was at a wedding, where he followed me outside and kissed me.Our second meeting ended in a huge fight with me kicking him out.Our third meeting, I went on a double, blind date.You can imagine my surprise when I saw familiar blue eyes across the table opposite my friend.Oh....no....He was sarcastic and witty and damn, If he wasn't the sexiest bastard I ever laid eyes on.Then he sent me an email listing thirty reasonswhy I should go on a date with him.I was expecting a suave and intelligent list.Curious, I read on.Reason 1 - I have white teethReason 2 - I love my grandmaReason 3 - I have a size 13 shoe - you do the math.The man's a fool, his list was some of the most ridiculous things I've ever read.And the funniest.We laughed hard...and loved harder.You can outrun everything......except your past.And his has caught up.Wild handsome players don't fall for innocent girls like me, Or do the

MR Spencer

I witnessed a murder and became a hostage.Held captive beneath the deck of a shipping container.... I realize, to save my life I need to become valuable.My body is my only weapon.Pleasure and pain.28 days is a long time to Play Along with his perverted demands. He thinks I enjoy them.It disgusts me that I secretly do.I hate him.I crave him.When my captor becomes my savior, escape will be my reality.Publishers note....This is a full length, stand alone, romantic suspense.

Play Along

Claire Anderson is a thirty-eight-year-old widow with three children and a media company to take care of. But, after the death of her husband, Miles Media wants to absorb the company, everything that she has left of her past, something that she is not willing to tolerate. The owner is Tristan Miles, a powerful, arrogant, terribly handsome and obnoxious man whom she should hate with all her soul. Then the handsome businessman invites her to go out with him. She'd rather be dead than dating a man like that. However, a little fun can't hurt, right? Six months later, Tristan and Claire meet again at a sparking conference. Everyone knows that Tristan gets what he wants, and right now, he just wants Claire.

La Fusion

Book Two of the international best seller Dr Stanton. Follow the next five years for Cameron Stanton and Ashley Tucker. If happiness is a gift. Then Cameron Stanton is my Santa Claus. I can't tell you the exact moment I fell in love with him. Only that I did. With every glance, every touch, every minute.... he stole a little more of me. They say that all men are created equal. Well that's a blatant lie! I know because I met Gods gift to women in Vegas, I pretended he was my husband to get rid of another man. He took our fake marriage seriously and it became his personal goal to consummate. He spoke to me in French and I lied to him in German. His laughter was addictive. But I thought what happens in Vegas would stay in Vegas. Until it didn't. Dr. Stanton turned up where I least expected and my lies came back to haunt me. The attraction is palpable. The secrets unchangeable. I need him more than air.

Dr Stanton the Epilogue

Ben We met five years ago when I was her family's bodyguard. Our time together was a secret. Her touch was different.... addictive. I fell hard and fast and then I left. I've thought about her every day since. As I sit here at a wedding watching her with her new boyfriend......I have regrets. Regrets for the past things I've done. But I won't regret what I'm about to do. She's telling me no but her body's telling me yes. I need her beneath me. I'm having her tonight. Bridget. It's the little things I remember about Ben. His smile and the icing sugar he had on his pancakes. What started out as private jokes between us soon turned into private visits. The quiet man at the back of the crowd. His dry wit made me laugh. His dominant body ruined me forever He never told me he loved me, until he was leaving. That was five years ago. Things are looking up for me. I met someone, someone special. But Ben is back. I find myself thinking about him ......more than I should. No matter how hard my heart is freefalling from my chest. I will never go back there. You only get to break my heart once.

Stanton Bliss

He's sexy, dominant and built for sin. But worse than that, he's witty and intelligent. He makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. Everything I thought I ever wanted doesn't makes sense anymore. I wanted him to be another dumb Gym Junkie, the look but don't touch kind. But he's not...and I did.

T. L. Swan

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